Becky and the girls stopped by my workplace for a few minutes this morning to drop off some lunch for me. As I sat in the van with them chatting for a few minutes, this conversation with Laura (3 years old) ensued:
Me: Yeah, Laura, I’ve got to go back to work for a few hours…. but then I’ll come home.
Laura: And you’ll go wee, wee, wee…. all the way back to my house?
[Becky chokes strangling laughter at this point.]
Me: Yep, then I’ll come back to your house. Wee, wee, wee, like the little piggies? Are you saying that Daddy is a little piggie?
Laura, with comic scorn: No. [Pause for perfect comedic timing.] You’re a BIG piggie!
Well, I asked.